Found Him

[Hook] Khada clip with the duck tape round it Catch a sucka leakin we gon down him Chokin on his blood how they found him Chokin on his blood how the paramedics found him (x2) [Verse 1: Mozzy] Sella clique hen shit Family over friendship Coke on my finger nail Cocaine french tip Clip on the hitstick Longer than a dipstick You ain't did shit According to the statistics Murder mids misfit Mute mouth stitch lip Flickin through the chicken Trippin on the bitch I live with Niggas on the straddle in the fitz shit Bitch shit Little shit stop him We gon pop him with the big shit Biscuit with the lemon squeeze Death to the enemies Know im on drugs gotta keep all the humidity Hell gang mozzy but my momma named me timothy Let one of the these suckas call me by it and im strivin eem [Hook] [Verse 2: Mozzy] Tryna break a nigga spirit when they lock us down Happy I ain't charge for tryna knock a nigga down On some sentimental shit Talkin to the clowns Lost another gunner they just caught him out of bounds Suckas always slidin when the mozzy not around Pussy boy told prolly why he not around Got alota rounds for a nigga speakin out Takin pictures in the bathroom and never leave the house My name ring bells bitches keep it in they mouth Find me in the dope spot tweakin on the couch Broke ass niggas buying liters for a ounce Scoutin for a victim if you see me in the south [Hook] [Verse 3: Mozzy] Crime time all the time I ain't lyin You a goddamn lie I ain't slidin Keep firing Till you hear the sirens Gotta hunned dollar bill full of that miley cyrus I threw the yicki last night im tryna find it You ain't got no use for the khada then let me buy it You ain't got no use for them hookers then let me get em I dont fuck with suckas And niggas that [?] Realest shit I ever wrote We move the third from my palm Im forver [?] Used to sell dope at the green and the yellow store AR15 killswitch Heavy metal pole [Hook]